Hands Here

I don't want to be your coffee stain
I don't want to be your sorry excuse when you got nothing else to say
I don't want to be your tangled string and
I don't want to pull your knots out

Cause I've been sitting on the sidewalk waiting for life to begin
Pull the pipes out, knock your lights out
We think, with such clockwork regularity and
I've been waiting for this day so you could spend some time with me

I don't want to be your acid rain
I don't want to be your failsafe backup plan when you've got nothing else to say
Gods pulling my flaws out despite the fact I'm calling the shots out

Cause I've been sitting on the sidewalk waiting for life to begin
Pull the pipes out, knock your lights out
We think, with such clockwork regularity and
I've been waiting for this day so you could spend some time with me

We find ourselves in the most comfortable places
We find ourselves in the most comfortable places, that we know
We find ourselves in the most comfortable places
We find ourselves in the most comfortable places, that we know



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Larocca Cerrone, Mark Samuel Procopio, Daniel Tricanico, Jonathan Watters
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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